| Lorrie lit a cigarette and smiled and waved the smoke out of her face
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| With her black hair brown from the summer sun, green eyes looked around the
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| place
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| Then she told me that she loved me and I grinned and grabbed her hand and said
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| I know
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| Lets get from here now darlin' if we’re goin' lets go on and go
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| Well Lorrie said her family used to have a little money and they still act like
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| they do
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| But your daddy don’t think I’m fit to sit in the same room with you
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| And if I ever set foot in Sevier County well your brother said he’d break my jaw
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| Here I stand with a dark haired daughter of southwest Arkansas
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| And I’ve been learnin' that believin' and that barely breakin' even
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| It’s just a part of life for you and me
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| And I’ve been livin' with the loneliness, it’s got down in my bones I guess
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| It’s just another phase of being free
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| And I’ve been learnin' how to lose a thing I never laid a hand on all along
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| Well good lord Lorrie, I love you, could it go more wrong
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| Well good lord Lorrie, I love you, could it go more wrong
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| Well De Queen’s dry so I bought us both a bottle in downtown Broken Bow
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| Lorries got a buddy with a double wide trailer they were shaking dominoes
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| And I had good intentions 'til I had too many, I was stupid I suppose
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| You better put a little money where your mouth is boy and try to keep it closed
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| And I’ve been learnin' that believin' and that barely breakin' even
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| It’s just a part of life for you and me
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| And I’ve been livin' with the loneliness, it’s got down in my bones I guess
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| It’s just another phase of being free
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| And I’ve been learnin' how to lose a thing I never laid a hand on all along
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| Well good lord Lorrie, I love you, could it go more wrong
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| Well good lord Lorrie, I love you, could it go more wrong
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| Well Lorrie said I wonder what we ever went through all this trouble for
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| You ain’t half of who I thought you was and this ain’t fun no more
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| And her words cut clean through drunk and dark and dimmin' doorway light
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| Well I’ve had all I can handle, hope you’re happy now, goodnight
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| Guess her folks were right, guess her folks were right
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| Well goodnight Lorrie, I love you, could it go more wrong
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| Well goodnight Lorrie, I love you, could it go more wrong |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Good Lord Lorrie , by - Turnpike Troubadours. Song from the album Goodbye Normal Street, in the genre Кантри